After not having gone inside a church for who knows how long, a drunkard finally went to the church where practically everyone in town had been faithful parishioners. The church had been updated and modernized since he last set foot in it. He made a beeline for the confessional.
He pulled aside the curtain, entered, and sat himself down. To his astonishment, he found that it had a fully equipped bar with fine crystal wine glasses, the best vestry wine, Guinness on tap, cigars, liqueur, and even chocolates; and on the wall were photographs of sexy ladies who appeared to have mislaid their garments.
Suddenly, he heard a voice: "Yes, my child. . ."
Before the priest could say another word, the drunk immediately started: "Father, forgive me for it has been a very long time since I'd been to church and to confession. I must admit that the confessional box is much more inviting now than it used to be...."
Then, he heard the voice hiss: "Get out, you idiot. You're on my side of the confessional!"
~Contributed by Ralph
He pulled aside the curtain, entered, and sat himself down. To his astonishment, he found that it had a fully equipped bar with fine crystal wine glasses, the best vestry wine, Guinness on tap, cigars, liqueur, and even chocolates; and on the wall were photographs of sexy ladies who appeared to have mislaid their garments.
Suddenly, he heard a voice: "Yes, my child. . ."
Before the priest could say another word, the drunk immediately started: "Father, forgive me for it has been a very long time since I'd been to church and to confession. I must admit that the confessional box is much more inviting now than it used to be...."
Then, he heard the voice hiss: "Get out, you idiot. You're on my side of the confessional!"
~Contributed by Ralph
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